Dinhternet

Yesterday was a quiet day. Davis was a ghost town, because all the Asians went home for New Year’s. Spent the day alternately online, chatting and working on APhiO stuff; napping; and watchng TV.

The quote goes to a conversation Drew and I had online -

“Lent Wagon Club?!”- Drew, reading my website.
“Yeah, more folks are joining up every day.”- Me.
“I blame you for ruining my birthday. YOU!”- Drew.
“Wait… when is Lent over again?”- Me.
“Easter is March 27th.”- Drew.
“But forty days puts me at March 20th.”- Me.
“Oh. Then I no longer condemn the Lent Wagon Club with the fury of a hundred suns.”- Drew.

So yeah, won’t be missing as many birthdays as I first thought. Woohoo!

Around 6:30, went over to Ian’s for dinner with him, Drew, Joe M, and Jenny. I brought the-dish-that-shall-not-be-named and some leftovers from Leegacy. Ian made some pasta. Oh, and some rice for my stuff. We watched Terminator 2; part of VH1’s 40 Most Awesomely Bad Love Songs, which we hated because they hated on some of our favorite songs, particularly 80s power ballads; and Shaun of the Dead. Then some random stuff on Adult Swim, and then dropped Drew off and went home and passed out. Or tried to.

The stupid neighbors at 211 had a party again. As I was walking to the apartment from the car, I saw some party-goers getting it on between cars in the parking lot. I think one of them was Victoria’s Celica… you might want to check that out. And there were rowdy/punchy people again. And many a broken bottle. I really want to move out of here.

Here once again is the table of shame.

Oh, and Joe M may be beating me in the cursing department, but I don’t say nearly as much as him in the “offensive but not cursing” category.

Tags: Joe, Son, Work

This entry was posted on Sunday, February 13th, 2005 at 12:02 and is filed under Life, the Universe, and Everything. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.